[Intro]
Dirty dog, I'm a dirty dog
I'm a dirty dog, I'm a dirty dog
Dirty dog, I'm a dirty dog
Dirty dog, yeah
[Verse 1]
I'm an outlaw (I'm an outlaw)
Quick on the draw (Quick on the draw)
Somethin' you've never seen before (You've never seen)
And I dare a motherfucker to come in my face
I got something chrome (I got something chrome)
And I got it from home (And I got it from home)
And it ain't a microphone (It ain't a mic)
And I dare a motherfucker to come in my face
[Pre-Chorus]
It's so real, how I feel
'Cause this society, that makes a nigga wanna kill
I'm just straight ill, ridin' my motorcycle down the streets
While politicians, is soundin' like strippers to me
They sayin', but I don't wanna hear it
[Chorus]
Ooh, baby, you want me?
Ooh, baby, you want mе?
Ooh, baby, you want me?
Well, you can get this lap dancе here for free
Yeah, you can get this lap dance here for free
Yeah, you can get this lap dance here for free
Ooh, baby, you want me?
Well, you can get this lap dance here for free
[Verse 2]
It's a raw night (It's a raw night)
Who wants to bar fight? (Who wants to bar fight?)
Well come on, alright (Come on)
And I dare a motherfucker to come in my face
Baseball bats (Baseball bats)
I got something for that (I got something)
It goes bla-ka-ka-kat (You know what that is)
So I dare a motherfucker to come in my face
[Pre-Chorus]
It's so real, how I feel
'Cause this society, that makes a nigga wanna kill
I'm just straight ill, ridin' my motorcycle down the streets
While the government, is soundin' like strippers to me
They keep sayin', but I don't wanna hear it
[Chorus]
Ooh, baby, you want me?
Ooh, baby, you want me?
Ooh, baby, you want me?
Well, you can get this lap dance here for free
Yeah, you can get this lap dance here for free
Yeah, you can get this lap dance here for free
Ooh, baby, you want me?
Well, you can get this lap dance here for free
[Verse 3]
When you think of Matt P, you think of a Harley
Blue denim, spiked wrists and 'Crombie
Slap-screws and tattoos, that's all me
Two blondes, both arms, feelin' like Fonzie
You can find me sober, whippin' it, might crash
Or find me chillin' with crackers who like thrash
Find me in court, [?]
Burnin' the flag, all in the name of white trash
It's Pulses, baby, Christ on the arm, we gnarly, baby
Fuck with me? Not hardly, baby
And you know the flow ungodly, baby
So let's party, baby
Chicks nickname me Pilot, they get high off my dick
Take 'em to my home, they call it the cockpit
Time for take-off, the panties they drop quick
Now that's first class fuckin', ain't that some fly shit?
[Chorus]
Ooh, baby, you want me?
Ooh, baby, you want me?
Ooh, baby, you want me?
Well, you can get this lap dance here for free
Yeah, you can get this lap dance here for free
Yeah, you can get this lap dance here for free
Ooh, baby, you want me?
Well, you can get this lap dance here for free
[Outro]
Well, you can get this lap dance here for free
Well, you can get this lap dance here for free (They keep sayin', but I don't wanna hear it)
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